Showing posts with label Right-Ho Jeeves. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Right-Ho Jeeves. Show all posts

#122

He had the air of a condemned murder refusing to make the usual hearty breakfast before tooling off to the execution shed.

#121

He looked like a pterodactyl with a secret sorrow.

#120

A sudden flame shot from her eyes, singeing my hair.

#119

Telegram from Aunt Dahlia to Bertie: AM TAKING LEGAL ADVICE TO ASCERTAIN WHETHER STRANGLING IDIOT NEPHEW COUNTS AS MURDER.

#85

As for Gussie Finknottle, many an experienced undertaker would have been deceived by his appearance and started embalming on sight.